Seanday Break: Something Furry

I'm taking a break for a while, but just to entertain you I'm reposting some of my favourite stories -- I hope you enjoy them as well.

Sean.

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My time was running out, but I'd found my next home. Although I looked quite normal, a seventeen year old a touch skinny and a little awkward this form was becoming unstable. I should have expected it really, I'd obtained it two years ago and I was already 6 months overdue for a change. He'd started to feel itchy, and grated on my conscious continually, whether it was the claustrophobic tightness or something that used to feel comfortable and like home now started to feel alien to me.

I don't know how many of us there are in the world, but I know for one thing we are damn good at hiding; even from each other.

We all have the ability to shape-shift, to change our identity; physically, but only for about an hour or so. I'd use this ability to track and follow him, being his friends, a stranger asking for the time perhaps or a friendly shop assistant, it all helped to understand his choices, the way he reacted to different situations, all important.

I scratched at my elbow, the tightness and irritation was becoming worse.

By now I knew his routine and today he would be at the gym; I looked at my mobile, 19:30 yeah he'd be finishing soon.

I waited for an opportunity and it arrived on schedule, Kenny one of the personal trainers.

I turned and bumped into him, grabbing his shoulder; "Sorry man, entirely my fault."

"No problem, just look where you're going next time." He retorted.

I gave him a quick smile and walked off towards the gym, tossing his keys in the air catching them and clipped his ID to my shirt.
I let out a grunt as I turned the corner and my image changed to Kenny's almost instantly; clothes and all.

Confidently I walked into the reception area, "Oh, back so soon," chirped the shapely blonde behind the desk, "couldn't keep away I bet."

Leaning on the desk I gave them a wink, "You know my heart skips a beat every time I see you." I softly rubbed the back of my hand across their cheek and smiled as I left for the main gym.

Walking through the double doors, I dropped into the locker room to see if he'd finished his workout yet. He wasn't there, but I grinned to myself as I spotted Steve. "Hey Steve, fuck you seem to get bigger every time I see you." I take his hand, and give it a little wrestle as I lean in and give him a slap on the back.

"Thanks man, appreciate that," he replies in a slow drawl, "shoulders and arms today." He gives it a flex.

"Impressive," I reach and try to wrap a hand around this bicep but it's too big, "excellent definition. Have you seen Ryan?"

"Yeah he's in weights, I think he's on his last set now."

"OK, I'll catch you later." I grin leaving the locker room.

I had a cursory look around the gym, it was that dead time where the day trainers left and the night owls started to check in so there wasn't anyone else around.

There was a grunt and a clang, I looked over to see Ryan returning his weights to the racks. "All finished?"

"Hey! Kenny, I thought you'd gone."

"Yeah, just got outside and I remembered something I wanted to talk to you about."

"Oh?" Ryan sounded surprised.

"Yeah, you said you were interested in making some extra money? Well I have a friend who's looking for a guy to play a bit part in a short movie; a football linebacker. Here, come into my office for five minutes I've got the details on the computer."

"Sweet." Ryan chuckles.

Using Kenny's keys I open up the small office and show Ryan in, closing the door behind me and throwing the latch.

Ryan was larger than Kenny, but with a grunt I transformed again into Steve. Ryan spun on the spot, "Steve?" He sounded confused.

Saying nothing I just grinned and lunged at Ryan. Now much stronger I was able to quickly wrestle him to the ground.

With one hand I held him in place my full weight on his back. Using my free hand I pulled a syringe from my pocket; I bit the cover and pulled it off exposing the needle. With little thought I pushed it into Ryan's neck and emptied its contents.

Ryan groaned, and I knew my new home would be ready soon as I felt him sag a little under my weight.

Standing I returned to my original form for the last time, Chris had been good to me it was the last of my faux disguises before I took my place inside a growing shell; Ryan.

I choked a little, Chris was tight and I knew there wasn't much more time. Rolling my shoulders I heard a crack followed by a familiar ripping noise. The tightness receded, as a split grew from the base of my neck down my spine.

The air was cool, licking at my pale watery skin as I pushed through the split. Like an insect shucking a shell, I was free as I watched what used to be Chris crumple to the ground.

Catching sight of myself in the mirror, I paused for a moment; pale skin, soft features only hinting at a human past. My skin was soft, pliable; I pulled a face at my reflection--disgusting.

Ryan was quiet, his broad back sagged suggesting he was ready. With a bit of effort I rolled him onto his back, his eyes were glassy, a touch of guilt tugged at my conscious and I closed them with my hand.

Straddling him I climbed onto his torso, I felt his empty body give a little under mine. Gingerly I pulled at his mouth; knowing that I'd already passed the point of no return. Closing my eyes I started to concentrate as every cell in my body flexed and finally softened.

Leaning down I pushed the top of my head to Ryan's mouth; finally my form shifted, almost a liquid within my own skin. Pushing, pushing, pushing; more and more of my body passed through his mouth, slowly filling up the vacant space inside.

Inside I shifted within my new confines; a lot more roomier than Chris. Reaching and feeling my way around the darkness, arms to arms, legs to legs finally pushing up into Ryan's head. Finally it was time for my final shape-shift, the one that would lock me into Ryan until the end.

I groaned and changed again; not to a human but to internal organs, bones and muscle fusing; feeding my new permanent shell. I groaned again, although this time it was Ryan's voice; I blinked, looking out from my new identity. Slowly I got to my feet; it felt different, for the first time I felt human. I looked closely at my reflection and smiled.

I knew time was short, I needed to drop into Ryan's schedule to avoid any suspicions. I left the office and returned to the locker room, Steve had already left. I needed to shower, it was a good opportunity to familiarise myself with my new identity.

I think my choice was perfect; Ryan's image supported by my physical attributes.